Warning: chapter contains blood, violence, gore and death.

You've been warned...

''Is she crazy?''

"She must be asking for her death wish."

"Is she not afraid of us?"

"She's only a kid!"

Those were the comments that filled the room. One of the members approached you, gun in hand. He raised the pistol directly at your forehead. You giggle.

"We already warned you...I don't care if you're a kid. I'll blow your brains out right here, right now..."He chuckles. "Then what are you waiting for?" You ask.

"Are you asking for a death wish? Weaklings like you don't belong here..." He spoke in a low tone. You smirk. "Interesting, so I'm the weakling? Are you sure?" You ask. Taken back from your response, he glares at you.

"The weakling here is you..."Your smirk turns into a glare. You continue. "You pulled your weapon out without even realizing that the safety is still on, the magazine is still sticking out of its chamber. You're a dumbass who can't even use a gun right..." You pointed out.

He looks at you in shock. His shocked expression turns into an angry one. "Why you little brat how da-"

"Ah, Ah Ah~Watch that mouth of yours, you'll regret it old man." You said as you received a confused look on his face.

"Look down."

You say. He looks down only to see a gun. You held the gun against his stomach. "Bu..But how?!" His voice became shaky. 'I didn't even see her move! How the hell is she so quick?!'

"Sorry old man, but I believe it's time you learn your lesson..." You calmly say. You cock the gun. He trembles. Fear. Fear filling his eyes.

Little did you know, Donovan was watching the whole show, smirking widely. He was so focused on you, he didn't even bother stopping your actions.

BANG!

The man falls to the ground, clutching his stomach to add pressure to it.

"How pathetic. Can't play the tough act any longer?" You mock. "Acting all tough around your so called friends. That only makes you look weak. You've basically given yourself out. Tell me..."

You place your foot on his wound,  stepping on it harshly. The man screams out in pain. The other members stay frozen in their spots, not knowing what to do.

"How does it feel to have an eighteen year old girl humiliating you infront of all your fellow clan members?..." You question.

You feel a pair of eyes watching your every movement. You look up to see Donovan watching, smirking down at you. "And your boss?..." Everyone else looks up to see Donovan, they wait for his command.

You move your foot from his wound and step on his face. It hits the tile floor hard that it cracks. A bit of blood began streaming down his head to the floor.
"Don't fuck with me." You warn. Donovan chuckles.

"Alright, alright thats enough. Treat his wounds immediately." He commands. The injured man is taken away. Blood was everywhere.

"Put your weapons down. Including yours Y/N." Donovan demands. 'Y/N?...' The dark haired male from before thought. Donovan's eyes darkened but his smirk never disappeared from his face. You roll your eyes and put it away.

'Jeez...So much for a friendly welcoming..." You tell yourself. "Settle down."

"Everyone welcome our newest member, Y/N."
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It is now late at night, you walked out the house to get out of the room for a bit. Out of the corner of your eye, you see the woman and the two other males from before following behind you.

"Mind telling me why you're following me?" You ask. "We just want to get to know you better now that you'll be joining our clan and working by the boss's side." The woman cheered. "Besides, it'd be great to talk to another woman joining the clan." She smirks.

You look to see the blonde haired man who started the whole mess, looking away nervously. You glared at him. The woman spoke again. "I'm Jenny, but please call me Jen~"She winks at you.

"Name's Theo." The dark haired man said. "And that's Eden." Jenny says introducing the blonde haired male. She continues. "He's sorry for what he did. Anyways! It's a pleasure to meet the legendary Pequeña Muerte."

"The pleasures mine, but just call me.  Y/N." You turned and walked away from them. "Don't bother, I don't want to hear an apology. I could care less..." You walked to the side of the house yet you sigh as you heard their footsteps behind you. "Now what?"

"We just want to talk." Jenny said. You felt your eye twitch. 'Why can't I be left alone for a single day?' You thought. "Fine..." Jenny claps happily. "Wonderful! Now, what made you join the clan?" She questions.

"Long story, but let's just say I was part of a trade." You say. 'Interesting...' Jen thought.

She continues to speak, the men stay silent. Minutes pass, you began to tap your foot constantly. 'Screw it.' You say as you reach into the sweatpants lend to you. The three of them were shocked when you pull a pack of cigarettes.

You pulled a cigarette out and place it in your mouth. You looked up to see their faces. "What?" "You smoke?!" Jenny asks. You nod. "Pass one over newbie." Theo said. Nodding again, you pass them each a cigarette.

All of you lit them up and take a drag. "When did you start smoking?" Jen asked crossing her arms. "Can't remember... Probably at the age of 12? 13?"

"..."

Silence.

"That's so young, why did-" You interupt. "Don't worry about it." The four of you then heard footsteps coming your way.

"It's the boss..." Theo quietly said.

Donovan approaches all of you. "The three of you go, I need to talk to Y/N." They nod. "Nice talking to you newbie, see you around." Theo tells you and Eden nods at you. "Let's hang out more, I enjoyed talking to you. I'll see you around Y/N." She winks at you, smacking your bottom.

You giggle a bit while shaking your head. You look up to see Donovan glaring at Jenny. 'How dare she touch my doll?' His thoughts are interupted. "Relax, she was only playing." You say as you took another drag of your cigarette.

He looked a bit shocked. "What?" You asked. He takes the cigarette from your mouth into his. He takes a drag as well. "You're too young to be smoking." He says. "You think I care?"

Ding!

Luke
Meet me at the Devil's Den by 12. I need to talk to you as soon as possible.

Donovan looked down at your phone,, frowning. 'She hasn't fully joined the clan yet and she already broke the rules...' A wicked idea pops in his head.

Alright I'll see you then.

You put the phone away. Donovan walks towards you. You look up only to see his face inches away from yours. 'What is he?...' You question yourself. You freeze when he places his hand on your cheek. Your eyes widen a bit as he began stroking your cheek.

'Her face is so soft...' "What do you think your doing?" You ask. He doesn't respond as he's memorized by your face features. You couldn't help but blush a bit. 'Can she get anymore adorable than this?' He lightly chuckled.

He snakes his hand around your waist, pulling you closer to him. With his other hand, he places it under your chin, forcing you to look at him. He chuckles at your embarrassed expression.

"What's the matter doll? You're not going shy on me are you?" He smirks. "What do you want?" You composed yourself, glaring at him.

"Why don't we talk about your first job?" He questions. "Fine, what is it?" You respond harshly. "Didn't I tell you not to talk back doll? Especially talking to other men?" He warned "I don't go by the rules hun."

"Oh you will doll. You will not be going out to hang out with that bastard as you'll be out doing your very first job." You raise your eyebrow.

"Your first job, I want you..."

"To kill Luke Marshall."